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Saturday, January 01, 2005

At the end of each year, the television channels go into overdrive with their "list" shows, "winners and losers of 2004", "100 tv treats of 2004" etc. I am always amazed when watching these programs at how much I actually managed to miss. Rebecca Loos wanking a pig? Completely passed me by. Actually, I wish I'd never seen it - mental note to self. Don't watch any more end of year list shows.

I have caught a particularly nasty cold somehow (brown phlegm) and as I hadn't slept for 2 nights in a row I went to the doctors to ask for something to help me sleep. He prescribed tamazepan, which sounds a bit like a relative of marzipan. The usual sterotype is of Scottish housewives, sitting in front of Trisha, in a tamazepan stupor. It did help me sleep, and also left me feeling rather peaceful and pleasant as I drifted off. I'm so glad that I look so square that nobody ever offers me drugs. I'm sure this blog would be called Crack Addict, rather than Trash Addict otherwise.

Showgirls is my favourite film, so when I discovered that there was a film called Showboy, which was about a gay man's attempt to become a Vegas dancer, I had to see what it was like. Anyway, I watched it today. Here are my comparisons.

Film

Showgirls

Showboy

style of film

No opening credits, difficult to interpret, almost bizarrely circular narrative/denounment, with the end of the film resembling the beginning

Mockumentary style semi-comedy, with the hero, lying about having lost his job, and pretending to be researching the Showboy world for his next script.